DENALI PARK, AK - - Here's the twin-engine, eight passenger (not counting the pilot and co-pilot) aircraft we flew in. The suspiciously familiar looking person in the two-tone blue jacket and brown pants is none other than LH. Shortly after takeoff and the first few air pockets we dropped into LH was about as green as the swath on the plane's tail section. The headwinds which caused the plane to move about quite a bit didn't help either.
This our pilot, Erica. And the co-pilot in the right seat. She flew, he kept up an ongoing guide of what we were seeing and answered questions. On the way back, a female helocopter pilot kept us informed of her whereabouts and altitude on another flight-seeing trip. Inbetween transmissions, Erica kept up a rap about how the chopper pilots randomly give names to locations which they then use on the radio - - only nobody else has much of a clue where thay are. It doesn't really help much since traffic control is basically visual recognition and altitude spacing.
We were fitted up with headphones so we could listen to the pilots, the radio transmissions, and ask questions as well. The clear tubing connects the air masks to the air supply. We wore the masks (loosely) above 12,000'. Since the cabin wasn't pressurized, the hardest thing (for me) was trying to keep the pressure even in my ears without getting a roaring headache. By flights end, Lydia was sort of Green Eggs and Span-colored and I couldn't hear much at all - - which Lydia says is normal anyway.
DENALI PARK, AK - - Here's the twin-engine, eight passenger (not counting the pilot and co-pilot) aircraft we flew in. The suspiciously familiar looking person in the two-tone blue jacket and brown pants is none other than LH. Shortly after takeoff and the first few air pockets we dropped into LH was about as green as the swath on the plane's tail section. The headwinds which caused the plane to move about quite a bit didn't help either.
This our pilot, Erica. And the co-pilot in the right seat. She flew, he kept up an ongoing guide of what we were seeing and answered questions. On the way back, a female helocopter pilot kept us informed of her whereabouts and altitude on another flight-seeing trip. Inbetween transmissions, Erica kept up a rap about how the chopper pilots randomly give names to locations which they then use on the radio - - only nobody else has much of a clue where thay are. It doesn't really help much since traffic control is basically visual recognition and altitude spacing. 
We were fitted up with headphones so we could listen to the pilots, the radio transmissions, and ask questions as well. The clear tubing connects the air masks to the air supply. We wore the masks (loosely) above 12,000'. Since the cabin wasn't pressurized, the hardest thing (for me) was trying to keep the pressure even in my ears without getting a roaring headache. By flights end, Lydia was sort of Green Eggs and Span-colored and I couldn't hear much at all - - which Lydia says is normal anyway.
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